Ying Lin looked at the unconscious tan dijun and the severely injured Xun Zhiming and Xiao Minghui, and a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes. This was undoubtedly the best time to kill the three of them.
As long as he got rid of the three of them, the three big sects outside, as well as some small local forces, would be easy to capture. As long as he got rid of these people, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the local forces and sects.
However, there was still hesitation in his eyes because the Big Dipper sect had Zhang linghua, a martial sovereign, in charge. On the other hand, the Chamber of Commerce's headquarters could not send a Martial Emperor to help at this critical moment.
I know what you're thinking, " Yunxiao gave him a look and said, " but you'd better behave yourself. Although these three aren't good people, I won't allow you to kill them before this matter is resolved."
